Ed, after reading comments by Pension Plan on cops and firemen retiring early, I’ve been reflecting on my own police career, and what a good gig it’s been over 28 years. I’ve worked nights, weekends, holidays, and Thanksgiving Day I’ll be working and won’t be with my family. I wonder where Pension Plan will be, with his family? Look at all the fun I’ve had over 28 years. I’ve been stabbed once, shot at, had two surgeries, three concussions, a broken arm, ribs, nose and jaw, and two permanently herniated discs, which leave me in constant pain. I’ve had a lot of opportunities to hang out with other cops and firemen. They’re called funerals, 21 all told; my partner, my sergeant, two academy classmates, and a lot of friends. All were killed in the line of duty protecting people like Pension Plan, who are entitled to the protection, but they don’t have a clue as to what the real cost of it is.

Cop Out

And there it is. Anybody want the job? Because our streets are just getting safer all the time, right?— Ed. Note